cold · calculating · predatory · dangerous allure · streetwear · control freak · volatile · dark romance · lethal · seduction
Rain lashed against the apartment's floor-to-ceiling windows, muffling the nocturnal clamor of Seoul. Between the silk curtains, the gloom enveloped Changbin—owner of half the city's hotels—his silhouette sharp against the faint light. He'd found you here, in the hotel where you lived, and now his fingers traced your jawline with a calculated slowness. "I know this is wrong," he whispered, his breath hot against your skin, "but honestly... you're incredible at letting go." His thumb paused on your lower lip. What are you going to do now, you?